Qiu Linzhengfeng looked at Moda and cast a stern look at him.
Life or death depends on Moda's attitude at this time.
"Old thief with black beard!"
Seeing Lin Zhengfeng starting to throw dirty water on the old shaman, Moda immediately understood what he wanted to do.
After being controlled by the old shaman, Moda instantly realized that his death was imminent.
However, after Qiu Linzhengfeng broke through the old shaman's shackles, he got this moment of respite.
The opportunity is fleeting, and if he fails to seize this opportunity, death is the best outcome.
But he doesn't want to die!
He expressed his attitude to Qiu Lin Zhengfeng as quickly as possible.
With such a roar, Moda pulled out a tattered fur from his arms and threw it towards the old shaman.
"Huh……"
When the old shaman saw this tattered fur, his eyes were filled with surprise.
He waved his hand, and the torn fur covered the bone staff in his hand.
The wrinkles on the old shaman's face slowly appeared, and his originally straight waist began to stoop again. But from the beginning to the end, he never thought about taking off the torn fur covering the bone staff.
Because I can't take it.
The fur fur and the bone staff in his hand were originally matching taboo objects. They were both sacred objects of the royal court of Rouran. The bone staff was a tattered fur coat worn by the first great Chanyu, and the bone staff was worn by the great Chanyu at that time.
scepter.
After the death of the first generation Great Chan, all his extraordinary spirituality was attached to the clothes and equipment he used throughout his life, turning these items into extraordinary items. Among them, the bone staff and fur fur became taboo objects, possessing powerful power.
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It is said that by gathering the extraordinary objects left behind by the first-generation Great Chanyu into one body, the heroic spirit of the first-generation Great Chanyu can be summoned to attach itself to the body and inflict fatal attacks on powerful enemies.
It's just that for countless years, no one in the Rouran Royal Court has been able to do this.
The reason is also very simple. The grassland royal court back then was not monolithic. In order to win over people's hearts, the successor Chanyu had to regard the relics of the first great Chanyu as sacred objects and give them to those powerful tribes that needed to be won over.
Various tribes in the grassland flourished and died suddenly. The sacred objects of the first generation of great Chanyus were passed around and eventually fell into the hands of whom is unknown.
When the old black bearded shaman realized that the relics of the first generation of Great Chanyu had powerful powers, the relics of the first generation of Great Chanyu had been circulating in the prairie for decades. He spent a lot of effort to collect the bone staff and a pair of shoes.
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In the following thousands of years, he also tried his best to search for the relics of the first Great Chanyu, but in the end he was not able to collect them all. There was no information about the most important piece of tattered fur.
The old shaman even suspected that this thing might have fallen into the hands of an ignorant supernatural being who refined it, extracted its spiritual spirit, and completely destroyed this dilapidated fur.
It wasn't until Moda took out this item from his arms that the old shaman finally confirmed the whereabouts of the Ruined Fur.
"It turns out that it fell into the hands of the Xubu family..."
The old shaman shook his head and nodded again.
Shaking his head, he found it unbelievable. The Xubu family was originally a slave. Five hundred years ago, Rouran competed with the Linhu tribe for control of the grassland and suffered a huge defeat. Da Shanyu was almost surrounded by Linhu Qingqi. He was a
A slave named Xu Bu carried the Great Chanyu on his back and ran for hundreds of miles to help the Great Chanyu out of danger, but in the end he died of exhaustion.
Great Chanyu was grateful for Xu Bu's kindness, so he exempted his entire clan from being slaves, and gave Xu Bu's eldest son an official position to act as a guard around Great Chan Yu. From then on, the Xubu tribe rose up, and the whole clan was grateful for Xu Bu's kindness.
, so he took Xu Bu as his surname.
How could such a family possess such a forbidden item as the "Ragged Fur"?
But the old shaman soon realized that without the protection of the dilapidated fur, how could a slave escape hundreds of miles carrying a tall and powerful chanyu on his back?
The Ruined Qiu provided Xubu with strength, but also took away his life, allowing him to use his life to illuminate the future of his family.
"What a fate!"
The old shaman's pace also became slower.
It was obvious that he was less than ten feet away from Kunluo Dashan, but he felt that it was out of reach and couldn't walk past.
"This old thief wants to kill the Great Chanyu, but everyone still won't do it!"
Qiu Lin Zhengfeng shouted again. As he shouted, he took off a belt studded with gems from his waist and whipped the old shaman.
"Good guy..."
Su Wen was shocked to see Qiu Lin Zhengfeng and Moda forming an alliance in an instant and jointly dealing with Hei Hu.
After the two took action, Su Wen also found that the pressure around him suddenly disappeared. It seemed that the old shaman's power was suppressed and he was unable to pose a threat to the surroundings.
Su Wen was also ready to make a move. He realized that with the strength of the two of them, it was unlikely to stop the old shaman.
Once the old shaman succeeds in making a comeback, not only will these two people suffer, he will also be unable to escape.
"What can I do?"
Su Wen fell into deep thought.
"witness……"
Soon, Su Wen realized his role.
He is already a "witness" in the second sequence of the historian path, and at this time, he is witnessing a period of history of the Rouran Royal Court, and it is also a major event with far-reaching influence.
"I am a 'recorder' and a 'witness'. I am a force that can try to influence and exert a push..."
Su Wen calmed down and took out the carving knife. He grabbed it with his left hand, and a virtual roll of bamboo appeared.
"In the sixty-first year of the Rouran Kunluo Great Chan, Bingwu month...it was night, and the blood moon was in the sky. Kunluo Great Chan was promoted to the seventh rank, the 'ancestral king', but despite all the preparations..."
Su Wen began to construct a record article.
He decided to record the "failure" of Kunluo Great Chanyu's promotion. Although Kunluo Great Chanyu was still struggling, with historians adding fuel to the flames, the probability of Kunluo Great Chanyu's failure would inevitably be amplified.
It's just that extraordinary historians can predict that something will develop in a specific direction, but they can't directly falsify and fabricate history. Therefore, Su Wen still had a hard time writing what he wanted to achieve.
Fortunately, the carving knife in his hand is the forbidden object "Giant", which can stabilize these contents even if Su Wen exaggerates.
For example, Su Wen wrote that Kun Luo Danyu was severely injured by Long Aotian and could not even maintain the sixth sequence. This is not consistent with the facts. The text cracked and almost fell off.
Similarly, the counterattack force of falsification of facts is not light, but they are easily stopped by the carving knife, only adding a little rust on it.
But Su Wen could feel that when he used the carving knife to make up stories, the carving knife was in an excited state, and the power it released made Su Wen, who thought he knew the carving knife well, feel unfamiliar like never before.
"Little kid! Write boldly and write in a bizarre way! Hey, can you do it? If not, let me do it!"
Just when Su Wen was filled with wonder, a strange voice sounded in his mind.
At this moment, he was so surprised that he almost threw the carving knife in his hand.
But the carving knife seemed to have grown on Su Wen's hand and he couldn't shake it out.
"Good boy, you are going to throw me away. I have saved you so many times. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"
The old and loud voice stirred in Su Wen's mind.
"A giant...senior?"
Su Wen responded in surprise.
"Of course it's me."
The carving knife responded to Su Wen.
"You can actually talk...you really can talk!"
Yan Tao had told him at the beginning that the carving knife was very magical, but his cultivation level was too low to use its various magical powers.
"Bah, I am a carving knife, how can I talk!"
The carver said angrily: "Spiritual communication, do you know what spiritual communication is?"
"……Understand."
Su Wen responded weakly.
"Why don't you write that guy to death quickly!"
"...Can it still be like this?"
Hearing this, Su Wen was stunned.
It's not that he never thought that doing this might write people to death. This is the ability of a novelist. How can an extraordinary historian be so casual? The power that comes back is no joke, especially when the protagonist of the novel has already stepped on it.
Having entered Sequence Seven, how could he dare to describe such an extraordinary and holy existence in a conclusive way.
In his initial thoughts, he was just using some vague descriptions to increase the chances of winning for guys like Long Aotian, Qiu Lin Zhengfeng, and Moda.
"How will you know if it works if you don't try?"
The sound of the carving knife continued to ring in Su Wen's mind.
After hearing this, it took Su Wen a while to realize that the carving knife was not good at all, so he just let him try it.
It would be hard to handle if you try and end up dying.
But since the carving knife gave up, Su Wen had no choice but to bite the bullet and give it a try.
He quickly picked up the carving knife and carved on the bamboo slip the following words: Kun Luo Danyu died because he was severely injured and polluted by Long Aotian, so that his mind collapsed, his strength collapsed, and his promotion failed.
But the words engraved on the bamboo slips soon fell apart, turned into illusory ink marks, and scattered quietly.
A wave of malicious blood energy also rolled towards Su Wen, but the carving knife erupted with a pure silver-like light, blocking the erosion of this blood energy.
"Oh, I can't write, this guy is pretty tough!"
The sound of the carving knife sounded in Su Wen's mind.
"..."
Su Wen smacked his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.
It's normal to write a knife to kill Kun Luo, but it's not difficult to control him to give him a knife. In order to make his own life safer, Su Wen feels that he should be more careful in his life.
"snort……"
Kun Luo Shanyu also let out a painful groan after being interfered by Su Wen.
He tried his best to control his power and prevent himself from completely losing control. Every second was like dancing on thin ice.
Su Wen almost lost control of his power at this moment.
With a thought, he counterattacked along Su Wen's strength, but it seemed to be bombarded on a thick city wall, unable to cause any substantial damage to Su Wen.
Seeing that the defensive effect of the carving knife was good, Su Wen felt relieved and thought to himself: "Since writing can't kill him, let's change it to amplify his emotions and pain and distract him!"
"Good boy, this is a good idea, you are really wicked, I like it!"